Bob: "They wanted to go out together same as they lived. That makes them douche bags?"

Bob: "Two times, two different groups, I was the last one standing."

"Used to be I'd drink a bottle of anything just so I can close my eyes at night."

Bob: "It was just for when it gets quiet."

Rick: "When Tyreese finds out, he'll kill you."

Rick: "You're not that woman who was too scared to be alone, not anymore."

Winner: Bob! Thanks for sharing, Bob.


Let's see. The one when Bob stabbed Big Tony in the side of the head with the men's room key was pretty mean. Stabbed in the head with the men's room key of your own establishment. That's a rough way to go, even if you were already dead once.


There was this one who was trying to eat Bob Stoops. Its face was really sunken and etched with hard lines like it had been smoking three packs of cigarettes a day for 100 years and sitting out in the sun and never used Banana Boat sunscreen or tea tree oil skin conditioner.


Zombies: I counted ten. A pretty tame week, for 147 on the season.

Humans: One confirmed — Ana, who had her leg chopped off and then was being consumed by a couple of zombies. That makes 11 on the season, but it's going to be hard to keep track of if and when all those sickos start croaking.

A look ahead to next week's episode, "Internment"

Rick drives down the highway in his Hyundai, thinking about where this crazy road called life is going to take him. Meanwhile, back at the big house, Hershel has his hands full tending to all the sickly and ill, who are getting bored just hanging out by themselves in cells and want to come out to get some fresh air and play some basketball.